Short Self Torture Poems

And so I come back
again and again 
to revisit our love 
and why I foolishly 
let it slip away
Self torture? No
To feed my soul's 
addiction...

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My mind is a whirling vortex.
Over whelmed with never ending thoughts.
An endless tunnel of torture.

Oh how cruel life can be!
Or is it that we just can't let go of the past?

To day is a new day, Yet I dwell on yesterday.
The pain I place upon myself.
Dwells within us all!...

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Eyes,
They haunt me,
As if I were a murderer, 
The eyes of a million victims,
Victims of my self-torture,
Of my self-hate,
Of my lies,
Of the life I’ve been living
Regardless of others,
Regardless of myself.
My reflections distorted
By bloodshed and tears,
I hold your picture close to my heart,
I whisper to my unseeing eyes
I love you...

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Love is such a fragile sentiment
So oft confused with sex,
So in our daily double dealings
We render it is so indefinable
Like the faint flicker of a candlelight
That is blown out by our despair,
An intimate venue of self-torture.
We add to its impenetrable obscurity
Blowing the flame right out,
Thus our outrageous shadows 
Are silently snuffed out.
Until we accidentally meet again,
And Love blossoms again....

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I again went for the goldfish.

One day I took you, in the
night sky, rubbing on the
sea, under an ebony moon.

The roasted munching in
fabricated letters for
the orgiastic drill.

Why one always becomes
sadistic in self- torture,
the drifting among tombs-

of broken words, in our
maligned ink ? The clear
path suddenly becomes invisible.

I again hear the sobbing of
a trembling ghost of past.


Satish Verma...

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